from mdina to the port in the morning

In the morning, I was at the top of the hill of the ancient city, Mdina, and overlooking the faraway port-town, Sliema, where then I would try to reach by walking. It was a nice winter day. Sometimes, a little bit chilly and strong winds carried a bunch of white and gray clouds in the water-blue sky.

The day before this quasi-sunny day was a heavy rainy day. So, walking down a far long slope from Mdina or in English I can say "Imdina" to the port, I found some large puddles covering the entire roads. Sometimes, I walked through the center of the puddle with my old new-balance shoes. Sometimes, I had to climb up the road-side stone fence in order to avoid the muddy water. From the fence, I saw two or three small white butterflies already waking up (still in winter) and looking for some flowers.

Old and yellow buses passed me several times with lazy speeds. A small truck putting a small lamb in its back carrying-platform also passed me. At the time, the lamb bleated or baaed with a small but clear voice. And this lamb bleating made me feel the extent of this small island. At the end, it was about 20 km walking.

Finally, here was Sliema, port town of Malta.